[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

When he fell from the crack in the mechanism, Bai Mo had the idea of ​​putting all his eggs in one basket.

The disk didn't mention what's down here or where it will lead, it just marked that it was a one-time mechanism.

After Bi Chen appeared, he observed carefully, and there was no corpse or blood in the room.Even if that strange thing really swallowed Qi Luo, it would at least leave some traces.

So I must not die.

Only if he is alive can Qi Luo be rescued.

From the fight with Bi Chen, Bai Mo knew that Bi Chen wanted to kill him.What's more, Bi Chen has something similar to the black book, and maybe that "system" will be more powerful. After all, Bi Chen can always follow the host, and even give clear directions.

Bai Mo is well aware of how terrifying this kind of game cheat is, and he doesn't know when his strength will recover.

He was completely unable to fight against Bi Chen, so he could only escape from there with the last hope.

It was only after Bai Mo fell that he realized that there was a winding passage below, and the width could only accommodate one person to pass through. He had to bend his arms in front of his chest to avoid injury.

The surface of the passage was not smooth, and Bai Mo was bumped and tilted several times during the slide, but the strange thing was that he didn't feel the pain of the impact at all, as if his whole body was being tightly wrapped by something.But it was so dark inside that he couldn't see anything.

This state lasted for a while before it stopped.

He fell into a cave.

There are countless clusters of crystals growing in the cave, and some kind of silver-blue fluorescent plants are attached to the bottom of them, which makes these crystals look like small glowing lampposts.There are blue-green mushrooms on the ground, and not far away is a stream of water. Under the fluorescent light, the surface of the water reflects a beautiful silver color, as if covered with a thin layer of fine diamonds.

The caves are dotted with these strange existences, making this supposedly dark and depressing place look like a mysterious elf residence, beautiful and dreamy.

Bai Mo was fascinated by the scenery for a moment.

When he noticed the movement, he looked down and saw a translucent spherical object composed of countless tiny air bubbles beside the water.

It seemed to be entangled in the current, most of its body was submerged in the water, and the two short tentacles at the front were wrapped around the protruding rocks on the ground.

Bai Mo quickly looked up at the place where he fell, it was the highest part of the top of the entire cave, there was no reason for him to fall from such a high place without being injured.

Just when the bubble was about to be washed away, Bai Mo had already walked to the water's edge and picked it up.

Bai Mo saw that after he touched it, the surface of the bubble seemed to turn into some kind of hard and slippery black substance. After holding it for about two seconds, the black ball immediately jumped out of his arm and rolled to the mushroom pile in the corner hid.

The mushroom was fluoresced by its flying point, and when the mushroom glowed blue-green again, it had turned into a flesh-colored sphere again.

Bai Mo hesitated for a while, and stopped a few steps away from it. The meat ball shrank back into the corner because of his approach.

He sat down on the ground and sighed deeply.

The surroundings were quiet, and Bai Mo suddenly felt very comfortable and relaxed.The light of the quartz pillar gradually became blurred, while the sound of water flowing in my ears seemed to grow longer and deeper.

His body began to lighten, without a trace of worries and worries, warm, relaxed and comfortable.

In this mysterious state, he suddenly saw a person.

is himself.

He saw fire around him, and holding a knife, he stabbed into the body of the man standing in front of him, splitting from shoulder to waist.Blood spurted out, and the blood showed a strange and shining pink-purple in the firelight.

The next second, he saw that there were still fires around him, the same scene, but the difference was that he summoned a black panther to attack that person.But the black panther just passed through the man's body, like a drop of water hitting a sponge, and was completely absorbed.

He started to run.

Not long after he saw a reward posted near the tent, he was brought before a well-dressed man.

He went back to the way he had escaped.

Blood, blood everywhere.

At the feet was a pile of corpses, detached bodies, stumps and broken arms.

Holding a dagger, he stabbed deeply into the man's chest, pulled it out, and stabbed it into the abdomen again.The stabbing was deep in the abdomen, and he couldn't pull out the knife, so he pulled hard to the side in an attempt to disembowel the person, causing the intestines to be ripped apart, resulting in a terrible death.

He trembled, cried, and cursed.

Blood of a strange color splattered on his hands.

Then there was a burning pain in the face.

He heard the monster-like man pointing his bloody hand to his heart and saying, "Brother, I'm here, it hurts so much."

Limbs were twisted and dislocated, and tendons in hands and feet were pulled out.

At first he screamed, howled, cursed, and finally one day begged for mercy.

Because his eyes were going to be gouged out.

But it didn't work.The man seemed even more unhappy, and said, "Brother, why are you hiding?"

All kinds of insults and ugly curses were uttered, but he couldn't see, and finally he couldn't speak.

Because the tongue was also cut off.

One day, a mixture of stench and rust poured in from the tip of his nose.He heard the man's weak voice: "Brother, I didn't kill them...you trust me, okay?"

Then there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

His legs had been cut off from the knee down, and he could barely sit on the ground, feeling some kind of warm and viscous liquid gradually spreading from the knee to the heel of the leg.

He tried to speak, but only a strange whining sound came out of his mouth.

He wanted to raise his hand to touch it, but his forearm and palm were long gone.

He finally fell to the ground, but this time no one would pick him up.

Rescue teams found him a few days later and he saved his life.

The long-term physical and mental abuse made him trembling with everything, refusing to accept touch, refusing to eat, barely surviving on nutrient solution for a year.

He is the puppet chosen by the Cleaners Association to restore the association's almost collapsed reputation and image.

Pushed out into the public eye, he was visited like a freak in a circus.

He heard the laughter, mockery and erotic insults outside the door, the heart-piercing cries of children and the complaints and curses of medical staff.

And a few minutes ago, those people were all gently expressing their concern for him in the camera.

One day he heard the sound of the ice cracking and someone talking about the lake in the middle of the medical office.

One month later, the attending physician was surprised to find that he no longer resisted being approached by others, and even smiled at the medical staff.

He said he wanted to bask in the sun.

In the garden, he said he wanted to drink the glass of water in the room.

He fell off his wheelchair and crawled over to the sound of the wind blowing across the water.

When the cold lake water filled his lungs, he actually missed that person's hug a little bit.

After all, that cruel embrace that smelled of blood was always warm.